E PLUS The Storyteller CREATIVE WORDS✍️

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E PLUS The Storyteller 
CREATIVE WORDS✍️ (1)

UNIQUE-SOME: A word derived from the combination of the words: 'Unique', and 'Awesome'. Unique-Some defines the quality of being outstanding, and overwhelming.

USAGE: 

How Unique-Some it would be, to dive into the middle of an ocean.

That's a Unique-Some enterprise!👌🏾

It was such a Unique-Some enterprise😮

The Titanic boat is such a Unique-Some master piece!

     Now, you can explore more creative expressions with the word: UNIQUE-SOME

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